Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 103: Hidden Camera

His hand landed on my leg, but I subtly adjusted my posture, causing his hand to slip away. But his eyes were now fixed on my chest.

He looked like a dog drooling over its meal.

"Is this your first time meeting a politician?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Of course, that was a lie. If I told him I was friends with Haze, he might just faint.

"That explains it," he nodded. "Life as a politician is like this, Luna. We have to keep some things hidden. The media tends to dig too much, even into personal matters."

'Corrupt officials with shady, illegal dealings,' I mentally corrected him without breaking my fake admiration.

"I see," I said, feigning awe as I let my eyes wander the room.

I was scanning for anything unusual. I was looking for hidden cameras or CCTV systems.

I spotted them-two cameras, one near the TV and another in the kitchen, both aimed at the living area. I wasn't sure if Kesha had managed to hack into these, given how tight the security here seemed. If she hadn't, I'd have to convince the senator to turn them off.

"Are there cameras here?" I asked, pretending to be clueless as I pointed them out. "They're on," I added, noticing the red indicator lights.

At that moment, a thought crossed my mind. This was his favorite bar, and Evangeline had said he often brought women here to satisfy his urges. Yet, the cameras were always on. Was he secretly recording his encounters?

"It's for my safety," he said impatiently, grabbing my arm and pulling me closer.

as if to kiss me, but I placed my hand over his mouth, stopping him. His frustration

him anymore.. Just the thought of him possibly recording his sexual

to call himself a politician? No wonder the Colemans had him in their pocket-they were

you trust me?" I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest. "Turn those off, or nothing's going to

I figured I'd agitate more

softness as he loomed over me. His face was in my neck. I could smell his cologne and feel his arousal pressing against me. "That's just for my safety, bitch," he growled.

of them had ever called me a high-class escort. "I'm not a high-class escort. I'm not even an escort." I leaned in close, bringing my lips

nails pressing into my skin. No doubt, it'd leave

tried to assert dominance by refusing to turn off the CCTV cameras, but I had

A famous politician...

on my chin before pointing to the two cameras I'd noticed earlier. "Turn

would you let someone else see me

him on. He got up, grabbed his remote, and pressed a button. The red dots on the visible CCTV cameras

hidden camera remained. Did he think

he said, returning to his earlier position. "Shall we? It's the perfect time to get

hair, tugging slightly as I guided him to my neck. I let him have his way, biting back an eye-roll as he kissed me greedily, his lips desperate and unrelenting. "You smell amazing, Luna. It

real Luna heard that, she'd probably gag and yank me by

imagining her scowling and throwing

when his rough

a bra beneath my dress, I felt every inch of his calloused

was as if something was clawing its way out of my body. The pain was unbearable, forcing me to close